[✓]My Fiancé is in Love with My Little Sister

Chapter 25

If this is the real end – 8

In a story, there is always a theme. If we compare this strange life to a story, I wonder what would the theme be? And what kind of lesson was included in it?

“Al, do you know this book?”

When I showed him a book I quietly pulled out from under my pillow, Al dexterously rose one of his eyebrow and tilted his head. Maybe he thought it was a little unsatisfactory for a daughter of a noble family to read this neither thick nor thin book. However, its readability was probably one of the reason it became popular even among the members of the high society, regardless of their rank. As there weren’t many characters, the human relationships weren’t complicated. Only the love story between the princess of the neighboring country and a knight was developed.

“Of course, I know it but…”

What about it? Al glanced at the book I was holding while making an overly serious expression that showed his doubts. Because that book became a hot topic of conversation among nobles for a while, as the subordinate of an aristocrat, it wasn’t strange for him to know it. We hadn’t talked about it, but he probably had at least heard the title.

“Is something wrong with this book?”

Al who was standing too far away to reach the book took one step forward and looked at the novel I presented. He seemed to hesitate about whether or not it was alright for him to receive it. His right hand hanged out in the air a short while before it returned to its original position without taking the book.

“I wonder if you have ever read this book, Al?”

When I asked him, as expected he shook his head to answer negatively. After I briefly told him the outline, he replied “Oh, it is that kind of story…” while nodding his head with an uninterested expression. Marianne had also been like this but it still became popular in the high society and people who showed the same reaction as Al were few.

“And so, what is so special about this book?”

The princess of the neighboring country and a mere knight, those two main characters who would normally never have been wedded to each other, transformed the story into a magnificent romance, it was a romantic tale whose contents were all over the place. Although those two characters were confronted with a harsh destiny, in this country there were many nobles who had never been wedded together due to the difference in social rank. If you picked them up one by one, you would surely find an even more dramatic story. That’s why Al couldn’t find any interest in the content of this novel. Rather, he seemed to be suspicious of the book itself, doubting if there wasn’t any trick to it. His blue eyes were zealously staring at the front and back covers. However, there was nothing special about that book. Nothing was different from the one you could usually purchase in general bookstores, it was a good that could be obtained the next day after requesting it from our usual supplier. Suffice to say, as a romance novel its cover was very plain.

“… This book you see, belongs to father.”

I tried to prevent my voice from trembling. But I didn’t think I did a good job at it. The words tinged with an unsteadiness surpassing what I had imagined left a reverberation in the room that had fallen silent. Even though I intended to pretend to be calm, suddenly, my fingers lost their strength. The book felt on the carpet with a thud, its pages were turned even while there was no wind. As I was about to reflexively move to pick it up, with his gaze Al held me back and did it himself with natural movements. I remained lying on the bed, simply staring at the book that fit in his palm. It was at that moment I noticed my own hands were shaking. I released the breath I had unintentionally hold up. My heart which should have calm down was slightly pounding. Was it really alright to continue like this and narrate the truth? Suddenly, I realized I was afraid and shut my mouth.